tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-454432385331536006.post1859349336483699398..comments2024-01-30T12:13:22.632-05:00Comments on Don Mills Diva: HarderDon Mills Divahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03733674458423525738noreply@blogger.comBlogger52125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-454432385331536006.post-24517200259550415652008-02-07T12:02:00.000-05:002008-02-07T12:02:00.000-05:00I so needed to read this post today after the hell...I so needed to read this post today after the hell of a weekend I had.. GREAT POST and so freaking perfect!! amen.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-454432385331536006.post-21024661057666668432008-02-05T20:17:00.000-05:002008-02-05T20:17:00.000-05:00It's true that the days I have to play fifth fiddl...It's true that the days I have to play fifth fiddle in a house of three humans and two cats occasionally make me totally fucking bonkers.kittenpiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05215443551546036909noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-454432385331536006.post-66338622547496684512008-02-05T16:33:00.000-05:002008-02-05T16:33:00.000-05:00Yes, yes. So beautifully said. Yes, to all of it...Yes, yes. So beautifully said. Yes, to all of it.Jenniferhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08585572295277151602noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-454432385331536006.post-56485835600010877452008-02-05T15:21:00.000-05:002008-02-05T15:21:00.000-05:00what a great post. I enjoyed reading it. I am sor...what a great post. I enjoyed reading it. <BR/><BR/>I am sort of the odd ball. I find parenthood to be refreshingly different than my old life. I was sort of sick of just worrying about me. I feel like I have more purpose now. I'm odd like that.Corey~living and lovinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05719661119360487023noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-454432385331536006.post-7573459462086482322008-02-05T14:17:00.000-05:002008-02-05T14:17:00.000-05:00It does get harder; the older they get, the more i...It does get harder; the older they get, the more issues there are, and the more of everything really. Dealing with the basic needs is a breeze. <BR/>It's when they start developing their own personalities, independence, that it gets more challenging ... but then at the same time infinitely more rewarding. My kids are still sweet, but it was certainly a little easier when they sat there gobbling up their food when it showed up and giggled at the simplest things.<BR/>I'm not looking forward to the teenage years, though, that much I'm sure of ... shudder.karenmeg1https://www.blogger.com/profile/03359598632247522752noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-454432385331536006.post-81231303736909499852008-02-05T14:15:00.000-05:002008-02-05T14:15:00.000-05:00I so agree. It's harder, more rewarding, more tir...I so agree. It's harder, more rewarding, more tiring, more everything than anyone can prepare you for. But I wouldn't trade it for anything! And I know you wouldn't either.Lisahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17769967354682232429noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-454432385331536006.post-61810441191745055432008-02-05T12:40:00.000-05:002008-02-05T12:40:00.000-05:00I'm with Kellan. It gets harder. There is nothin...I'm with Kellan. It gets harder. There is nothing worse than an inconsolable teenager in the throes of failed love, or any other of the broken dreams which they will suffer. Their problems get bigger and our solutions get weaker.<BR/>But the real secret isn't that it is hard. It is that is will always be, for the lucky ones of us, the most soul satisfying creative work we will ever do. And i know you get that too. i know you do....Ehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11236233879828469590noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-454432385331536006.post-6847947491814655962008-02-05T12:21:00.000-05:002008-02-05T12:21:00.000-05:00This was bang on. Perfect.This was bang on. Perfect.LoriDhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07646658618955664778noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-454432385331536006.post-5577875566730508102008-02-05T09:47:00.000-05:002008-02-05T09:47:00.000-05:00Sometimes it is harder, but I think (and hope) tha...Sometimes it is harder, but I think (and hope) that eventually it all balances out.Kylahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03311014761113076785noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-454432385331536006.post-67003928110787553302008-02-04T19:12:00.000-05:002008-02-04T19:12:00.000-05:00Very eloquent. Very true. Now I have to go sob int...Very eloquent. Very true. Now I have to go sob into my wine....Katiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07818728328063570386noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-454432385331536006.post-84172224907297628422008-02-04T18:41:00.000-05:002008-02-04T18:41:00.000-05:00I totally understand. Yesterday I had 2 kids figh...I totally understand. Yesterday I had 2 kids fighting over who got to sit next to me and who would sit on which side of me, both of them practically in my lap just for competition. And? Honestly I just wanted to sit on the couch and watch the Super Bowl. And shout "ME! ME! ME! SOMETIMES I JUST WANT TO DO SOMETHING FOR ME!"Tootsie Farklepantshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18336671002327112885noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-454432385331536006.post-71007205748549404122008-02-04T17:44:00.000-05:002008-02-04T17:44:00.000-05:00Oh yes - it is waaaaaaayyyyy harder than you ever ...Oh yes - it is waaaaaaayyyyy harder than you ever imagined. And, you just wait. As hard as it seems now - it gets even harder in ways you can't imagine. Sleep deprevation and fatique are nothing compared to the challenges when they grow older. It's hard to imagine - but it becomes harder. It is still do-able, but it is challenging and always something new to learn. <BR/><BR/>Take care - KellanKellanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07882991320065439298noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-454432385331536006.post-30270427337898302842008-02-04T17:38:00.000-05:002008-02-04T17:38:00.000-05:00There are days that is it very hard but when they ...There are days that is it very hard but when they grow up and move a way, I will miss it.jennwahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10721532064380545915noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-454432385331536006.post-41085149407814586132008-02-04T16:37:00.000-05:002008-02-04T16:37:00.000-05:00That was beautifully written. Just gorgeous!I rem...That was beautifully written. Just gorgeous!<BR/>I remember telling my mom, "I don't know why everyone thinks babies are so difficult" when I had my first. It seemed easy for a while because he was such an easy baby. The hard part comes in, for me, when they get older and walk, talk, and leave your sight. And yes, the constant putting someone else first. It is nonstop. <BR/>Again, beautiful post!Kathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14339665205284492242noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-454432385331536006.post-59789654673589034512008-02-04T16:29:00.000-05:002008-02-04T16:29:00.000-05:00LOVED this, Diva: "Women gather up the frayed edg...LOVED this, Diva: "Women gather up the frayed edges of their family’s life and sew them together every single day. Women ferociously love and mother and plan and nurture and organize and soothe and quiet and make things better"<BR/><BR/>So true. Well written!Victoriahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15898415128748687415noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-454432385331536006.post-29819792863211421552008-02-04T16:02:00.000-05:002008-02-04T16:02:00.000-05:00That was so well said. I just asked a friend last ...That was so well said. I just asked a friend last night if I could give the Pumpkin back! But there is no giving the kid back when it's your own. YOU are the one people give him/her back to. (Not that I'd really want to give her to anyone else, of course. I was just joking around.)<BR/><BR/>I would also like to add that some are even harder than others. I really thought I was prepared, having seen my sister and brother go through kids. But mine is an extra fussy one, with sleep problems. She has been harder than her cousins. <BR/><BR/>And somehow, it's worth it.caramamahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02327695885346537321noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-454432385331536006.post-80761689678957797862008-02-04T15:06:00.000-05:002008-02-04T15:06:00.000-05:00You said it girl BUT I wouldn't trade it for anyth...You said it girl BUT I wouldn't trade it for anything! <BR/><BR/>I agree with what Heidi said too. Those tween years are a gift!shayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17522348931524449221noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-454432385331536006.post-23287692056054771162008-02-04T14:31:00.000-05:002008-02-04T14:31:00.000-05:00Yep. YOu've said all there is to say. And better...Yep. YOu've said all there is to say. And better than I ever could.Badness Joneshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05660823596302637985noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-454432385331536006.post-67544783877348060522008-02-04T14:10:00.000-05:002008-02-04T14:10:00.000-05:00Parenting is soooo much easier than I ever thought...Parenting is soooo much easier than I ever thought it would be.<BR/><BR/>And yet, parenting is soooo much harder than I ever thought it would be.<BR/><BR/>Great post.ewe are herehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13339650361453626546noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-454432385331536006.post-86793268408309034712008-02-04T13:52:00.000-05:002008-02-04T13:52:00.000-05:00Ah, yes. Exactly so. Well put.Ah, yes. Exactly so. Well put.Shttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05602868040771218507noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-454432385331536006.post-33496068432574667182008-02-04T13:47:00.000-05:002008-02-04T13:47:00.000-05:00You said it, sister. Still waiting for this gig t...You said it, sister. Still waiting for this gig to get a bit easier but now with another on the way I think I've really f*cked myself. If you get my drift.<BR/><BR/>The kids, though, they're lucky they're cute.Chicky Chicky Babyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18056206889322232109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-454432385331536006.post-20777097913606455972008-02-04T13:26:00.000-05:002008-02-04T13:26:00.000-05:00Let me just say, you sound very lucky. I have 4 ki...Let me just say, you sound very lucky. I have 4 kids, and trust me, some are easy, and some are difficult. You should feel lucky. Raising kids and a family is hard at time, but isn't it the best job in the world?Mariahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13064271466583841630noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-454432385331536006.post-89529767660587329472008-02-04T13:24:00.000-05:002008-02-04T13:24:00.000-05:00Very true!There are some days when I wake up and w...Very true!<BR/>There are some days when I wake up and want to call in sick ;)<BR/><BR/>It's hard, but worth it.Life As I Know Ithttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09492465378321819342noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-454432385331536006.post-65567304362366294112008-02-04T12:47:00.000-05:002008-02-04T12:47:00.000-05:00You are right, parenting is hard. It's a good thin...You are right, parenting is hard. It's a good thing it is so rewarding!lindseyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15891006497708292264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-454432385331536006.post-30605659955629788012008-02-04T12:45:00.000-05:002008-02-04T12:45:00.000-05:00Perfectly said. It's the greatest and hardest th...Perfectly said. It's the greatest and hardest thing I've ever done...becoming a Mama.Betsy Maehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02498274247502373134noreply@blogger.com